Circa 1970, a commercial for a medicinal skin care product made a reference to “the heartbreak of Psoriasis.” I was roughly ten years old then, and found it so ludicrous I had to laugh. I didn’t want to ridicule anyone’s suffering, but that heartbreak stuff was just too much. You were heartbroken when something happened in your personal life, not your health. The man who did the voiceover in the commercial sounded so sincere, too. Two months ago, I was diagnosed with Psoriasis at the age of fifty-seven. Shit. I don’t find this heartbreaking. It’s annoying, unsettling and relatively disgusting. … Continue reading Why am I Still Giggling Like a Child?